Normal

Normal is the space between horror realised and glory assumed, when the lust of the eye is calmed and briefly quenched by complacency. Normal is the monent between remembering and forgetting the evil done in the name of good, when pride and selfrighteousness overwhelms compassion and decency. Normal is the dreaming season before the swell of power and arrogance takes us once more to the very edge of hope, then topples us into war. Normal is the waiting time.